<p>Yes, eww!</p>
<p>I should probably add that I wasn’t subjected to any sexual abuse myself, except when I was 11, by my 7th-grade English teacher, but he abused almost everyone in my class – calling up one child each day to the front of the classroom to be hugged and fondled for most of the class, while he continued to teach. And he had already been there for almost 30 years by the time I started. (I was, in fact, being sexually abused during most of the years I was there, but it was by an authority figure outside the school, and had nothing to do with the place.)</p>
<p>However, none of these stories about the sexual abuse there seem to take into account all the unchecked non-sexual, verbal and psychological (and sometimes physical) abuse that some teachers engaged in, and, of course, the pervasive physical abuse and general bullying inflicted by students on other students, at least during my first few years there. As to those, especially the latter, I was quite familiar. (Most people in college didn’t even believe the stories I would tell about the things that used to happen; it sounded like something out of Tom Brown’s Schooldays.)</p>
<p>Other than all of that, it was a wonderful school, of course – I learned a lot!</p>